Melika said to Zhang Chi: "I know he did not pay taxes on the money he earned in China, and the amount is not small. What kind of penalty do you think he will receive if you report it to the IRS?"
Zhang Chi was stunned when he heard this. He thought about it for a while and said, "What does this have to do with me?"
This time, Melika felt a little strange. She looked at Zhang Chi with an incredulous look: "Don't you want revenge?"
"Now?" Zhang Chi said with a smile, "What's the rush?"
"I really don't understand what's going on in this person's head," Melika said.
Zhang Chi felt that he was a little injured, so this little girl handed the knife to him, maybe she had no good intentions.
It's not that Zhang Chi doesn't want to take revenge, but what's the benefit of taking revenge on him now? Apart from letting out a sigh of relief, it won't do him any good, and he won't be able to get back his 300,000 yuan.
If you have money, you might be able to think of making some profit, such as taking over their pasture.
Now, what can I get by jumping out to report tax evasion?
Even if this person is brought into trouble, even if this person is ruined, it is the U.S. government that benefits, not Zhang Chi.
And the little girl in front of me is not simple. She came over to tell me this so excitedly. Could it be that she wants to use herself as a weapon?
Revenge is good, but being used as a weapon for no apparent reason is not good.
Seeing Zhang Chi's eyes turning on her a few times, Melika guessed what was going on in Zhang Chi's mind.
"Good intentions are worthless. I'm just telling you, you have a lot on your mind," said Melika.
Zhang Chi smiled and said: "How do you know what I think?"
"I can tell just by looking at you, you have a deer head and rat eyes, why do you need to think about it?" Merica said angrily.
Zhang Chi chuckled twice and stopped talking.
At this moment, Zhang Chi's cell phone rang.
Zhang Chi picked up the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, so he hung up.
But the phone rang again after a while, Zhang Chi hung up again, and the phone rang again. In the end, Zhang Chi had no choice but to do anything.
"Hello".
"Hello, hello, is this Mr. Zhang Chi? I am Lao Shangwei."
Zhang Chi was a little confused after hearing this, but he quickly realized, who else could this Mandarin speaker be besides his new neighbor?
But why is this guy calling me? He has finished communicating with the Americans in this circle, and his conscience is revealed, so he is ready to communicate with him?
"anything?"
Zhang Chi said calmly.
"Oh, Mr. Zhang, it's all a misunderstanding between us. Don't believe anything these Americans say. I'm at the gate of your ranch now. I'll come in and talk to you about it and you'll understand."
"Okay, come in by yourself!"
Zhang Chi didn't expect that this guy would have the guts to come to his house to perform, so he let him in.
Putting down the phone, Melika asked: "Who's here?"
Zhang Chi smiled, but there was a bit of coldness in his eyes: "Some people think that they are the smartest people in the world and can deceive the whole world! Hum, since they are here, let's see what they do
How to act? There is too little fun to stay here. I finally met someone who came to my door today. Let’s just watch the show."
As he spoke, Zhang Chi came to the door, stood under the eaves and looked towards the pasture entrance.
Melika also followed Zhang Chi to the door. She wanted to see what this kind of villain looked like.
After a while, a large Chevrolet SUV appeared in the sight of Zhang Chi and the two of them. The car was very big, and of course the price was also very expensive. Just because this car didn't cost more than 100,000 yuan, it might not be affordable.
As soon as he saw the car, Zhang Chi couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, thinking of his 300,000 yuan.
The car arrived in front of the house and stopped about twenty meters away from the house.
As soon as the car door opened, a middle-aged man about fifty years old got out of the car.
"Mr. Zhang, I really didn't expect you to be such a talented person."
The man came down and looked at Zhang Chi with a smile on his face.
It seems a bit unqualified to describe Zhang Chi with his talent, but it is really suitable when applied to the man in front of him.
This man is 1.7 meters tall and less than 1.8 meters tall. He is neither thin nor fat. He has a Chinese-shaped face. He may not be close now, but twenty years ago, he must have had a junior-level appearance. He was the kind of person who looks stupid.
The kind where all the female fans have to scream and squeeze their legs.
Even now, he looks like a successful person, which is a bit confusing.
He is also very well-dressed, everything on his body is handmade, and if the watch on his wrist is genuine, it is probably worth at least the price of the car he is sitting on.
Seeing the watch reminded Zhang Chi of his 300,000 yuan, and he was so distressed that he almost couldn't help but cut him.
"Mr. Lao..., you are just a talented person."
Zhang Chi smiled and couldn't tell at all. He now knew that the person in front of him was the person who stabbed him in the back.
"My surname is Lao, Wen Daolao."
It turns out that this person is not Mr. Lao, but Mr. Liu.
"Please come in, please come in."
Zhang Chi was so fake that he wanted to kick him in the face, but the other person still seemed to be smiling.
Melika looked at Zhang Chi and looked back and forth several times with great interest.
This Mr. Liu didn't come empty-handed. He took out a box of wine directly from the trunk. It was also an oak box. You could tell at a glance that it was a particularly expensive one.
"You came just as you said you would, but why did you bring a gift?"
Zhang Chi instantly felt that this guy was a decent guy, unlike Americans who bring a bottle to their home just to see if they do bad things, and then give a box of it as a gift.
Although he said polite words, Zhang Chi quickly took two steps and reached out to take the box.
"Oh, look at what happened to you. It's because your neighbors are so polite that you're a bit offended!"
When Mr. Liu saw it, the smile on his face became even brighter. He grinned at Zhang Chi with a simple and honest smile on his face.
When Zhang Chi saw him, he immediately gave him a loyal and honest smile, as if the two of us were competing to see who was more shameless.
"Brother Zhang, I feel friendly as soon as I see you. I'm quite busy with my business. My wife and children are here. She doesn't know anything about being a woman. She clearly knows that your brother lives next to you, and she doesn't know how to come here even after moving here for so long.
Why don’t you think it’s appropriate to pay me a visit?”
"Hey, you come in the morning and come in the same way in the evening. Doing business is not like cattle raising like us, who stay at home all day long."
With a smile on his face, Zhang Chi held the wine box and led this good neighbor into the house.
"Who is this?"
When the good neighbor saw Melika, his innocent little eyes flashed fiercely, but he quickly put them back.
Melika's appearance surprised Zhang Chi's good neighbor, who was wondering how many times he had stripped her naked, and how many times.
Melika felt disgusted in her heart. She had seen such looks too many times. If Zhang Chi hadn't acted stupidly and dumbfounded, Melika would have turned against him long ago.
"A friend of mine came here to have a meal," Zhang Chi explained with a smile.
"I'm so lucky to have such a beautiful lady come to share my meal," said the good neighbor.
"Where is it? It's just vulgar and vulgar. It's not worth mentioning. It's not worth mentioning." Zhang Chi stepped on Melika with a smile.
"Brother! Cherish it."
The good neighbor patted Zhang Chi on the shoulder.
The two of them entered the house, and after Zhang Chi put down the wine box, they started talking about each other, all of which were worthless things.
The two of them had nothing to talk about. The good neighbor thought that Zhang Chi was a mainlander, but Zhang Chi thought that the good neighbor was a traitor and a two-coin egg.
When the two of them sat down together, it was like a four-character idiom: emptiness and resignation.
Neither of them looked down on the other, so there was not much to say, and the conversation lasted less than five minutes before getting to the point.
Melika made a cup of tea and did not sit next to the two of them. She was now leaning forward with her elbows on the coffee table, looking at the two guys with interest.
"Brother, we are all Chinese. Brother, I also opened up and said that the foreigners here now say that I was the informant. I promise you, brother, I am definitely not such a person. If I were, I would
He was hit by a car when he went out..." said the good neighbor.
As soon as Zhang Chi heard this, he immediately stopped him. Of course, he was not in a hurry to stop him, so he still let this man speak out.
"What's up?"
Zhang Chi started to pretend.
The good neighbor said: "It's about the use of illegal workers here. I've only been here a few days, how could I know about this kind of thing, but now people outside are spreading the news that it was me who said it, I'm really stuck in my pants——
If it’s not shit, it’s still shit. You must believe me on this matter, we Chinese don’t lie to Chinese people.”
Zhang Chi was really disgusted now, thinking: I do have a Chinese heart, but you are such a forgetful bastard, so it doesn’t count. Your family is not Ingrid’s shit? It’s not Britty’s shit! Why?
Now we are Chinese.
You changed your identity too quickly.
Zhang Chi didn't know that the life of this dog-licking family in Amber Town was not easy.
Everyone knows about this informer. Who wants to get along with such a person? Besides, there are no farmers and ranchers here who don’t have one or two such cowboys who work illegally. If we continue to make friends with you, who would dare to slap his chest and say,
This guy won't report it.
And from an American perspective, if you, a Chinese, can report on Chinese people, wouldn't it be less of a psychological burden to report on me?
Many cowboys don't hide their inner feelings. They don't want to get along with such people, and they naturally show it.
How can you not feel the kindness of people like good neighbors?
In the past, everyone thought this person was pretty good after giving him a favor. Now that they know what he has done, who would want to have a close relationship with him?
In fact, these Americans don't know that traitors and people who betray their ancestors for glory are all cruel to their own people. They will kneel straight to foreign fathers and will not sue foreign fathers.
The good neighbor came here just to show his intimacy with Zhang Chi. He felt that as soon as he and Zhang Chi became closer, the 'rumors' outside would naturally be dispelled.
This guy is so smart. If he's too smart, he's too stupid.